Yan ZK

The world had been in chaos for over three hundred years.
In the Central Plains, singing and dancing never ceased, foreign tribes sharpened their weapons and fed their horses, Sword Immortals roamed the Martial World, and famed generals quelled unrest in all directions.
Five years before the great upheaval, the young Pharmacist Li Guanyi committed murder on a rainy night.
At last, he opened his eyes and saw this chaotic human world.
Underneath the hooves of horses lay piles of bleached bones – famed generals, beauties, the Martial World, Divine Weapons, commoners, Dharma Forms.
Since ancient times, only white bones and yellow sand remained on the fields!
Confucian Scholars, crushed beneath iron hooves; Buddhas, swept away by long spears!
"I, Daoist Li Guanyi, invite this world to its death!"

Peace Order

The blind fortunetelling Taoist was unaware that there were now two people before him, chuckling as he said:


"Young Master, yours is a very good and auspicious Fate Grid, most auspicious."


The youth, who appeared spirited and naturally endowed with wealth and honor, laughed and said, "But, old Taoist, you have two people before your table now. Whose Fate Grid have you actually divined?"


The old Taoist became flustered and said, "Ah? Two people?"


The sightless elder didn't know what to do: "This, this..."


The young man laughed, saying, "However, your verdict is quite interesting. Divination is just for seeking good fortune, but are our destinies truly predetermined from birth?"


"If one truly believed in these fateful pronouncements, they'd be under the control of such divinations."


She took out a piece of silver from within her sleeve robe and placed it on the table. Feeling the silver, the old Taoist was overjoyed, thanking him profusely and saying several auspicious phrases.


Chapter 91: Imperial Pole Worldly Scripture Great Formation Map